Astra let her gaze linger kn the siblings tender embrace as, Lason calmed Cassandra down.
As she looked to her she found 2 unconscious police officers and Nova who are crawling towards her brother.
Astra snapped her fingers and a small amount of her mana entered Nova's body healing it, and restoring her ability to move. She rushed to cover her brother who's body was inbedded in the wall and pulled out her gun
"I don't know what type of bullshit this is, but if you think I'm gonna let you do whatever you want you go-."
Poof.
Before she could finish her statements, her gun was poofed away. As Astra looked at her and approached her.
Look love, we didn't do this to you precious precinct. We came here after sensing our friend was in danger." She said as she invaded Nova personal space, their lips meer inches away.
Nova while was tense it wasn't out of fear but, more so attraction. As the woman infront of her was just that beautiful.
Astra's beauty has been stated to be otherworldly, as such she uses a artifact to make herself seem plain and simple looking.
"Hay! Little witch come check this out." Lason called as he squatted down to get a closer look at the gaping hole in the wall.
"Hmmm. What's is it, numbskull?" She spat back at lason for ruining her mood. She approached the purple haired vampire, as he stood from his squatting position.
"Seems whoever captured him wasn't working alone and it wasn't just humans. I can smell the presence of a mutt."
"Hay!" Bacho growled.
Not you, a different mutt! He spat back at Bacho.
Lason and Cassandra are no strangers to werewolves as vampires and werewolves have and a bitter rivalry that goes back centuries, maybe even further back.
And due to they have a six-sense for each-other whenever in the same area for even short while.
Lason's walked towards the other side of the room and leaned down again touching something worm and wet.
He lifted his hand and saw blood and licked it.
"Cass come here please." He called as he finished she appeared and squatted down next to her brother and touched the same spot.
She lifted her fingers to her mouth and tasted the blood. She realized the blood was that of Lazarus. "She raised hand her called Astra.
"Astra, if you had a piece of a person, you'd able to track them fast? Something like a bodily substance like blood or similar?" She questioned as she looked at Astra she touched the frame of the hole in the wall. Her mana is was spread across the hole, and a map of the city to locate Lazarus.
"Well... yeeesss, but it really depends on the potency of said item. Why you have something of his?"
Nova and Bacho looked at the 3 and thought this was a strange sight. Seeing to vampires completely ignore them. Like an ex being ignore by their former partner's friend group
"Anything we can do?" Nova suddenly spoke up.
"What are you doin-?" Before Bacho could finish he suddenly felt 3 pairs of eyes on them.
Each having a different emotion.
Lason's having caution at them.
Cassandra had pure mistrust in them and clear disgust at Bacho.
Meanwhile Astra was the only one who didn't seem to hold any hostilities towards them just miled-interest.
Cassandra gave her thoughts to the request and her answer was obvious. "Hell no! Why, would we trust the bitch who got our friend captured and some weak mangy mutt!?"
Lason didn't really offer his own thoughts to the situation rather he turned back to Astra and continued their conversation. "Like I was saying. Could you track him if you had something of his like blood?"
"Well, yes but who could we get his blood?" Astra questioned as an circular orb of ice containing a red substance floated infront of her.
"That's his blood should help speed-up the process.
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"Ha... ha...ha." Lazarus let out exhales of pain
his upper-body was bear and covered in blood, along with it were deep cuts, puncture wounds and laceration. Which left no questions on the happenings that took place. As a large puddle of his own blood covered the floor.
His eyes were unfocused as his head fell back. He could barely hear what his captors were saying.
"He hasn't said a damn thing about Fredrick! Are we sure this is the correct guy!?" Daken the large man roared.
As he grabbed his leader by the scruff of his caller. "Daken, calm down! We can't be fighting each other thats what he wants. We have to keep cooler heads. Besides that he does seem to know something as you said Fredrick did follow him."
He finished as he brushed Daken had away, and turned back to Lazarus body which still showed signs of life as his shallow breaths could be heard.
"Haymen, have you check his mind for anything?" He questioned the elderly man with the staff, as he approached the man.
"I have but, seems like something is blocking me from seeing anything, and if I try to pry further it pushes me out." He finished as he tightened his grip on his staff at the memories of his attempt to pry into Lazarus mind.
Inside Lazarus mind-scape.
"You know you'll die, if you keep going right?" Dakarai said as he stood over Lazarus who lay on the blood sea inside his mind-scape.
"Yeah, i know." He tired tone.
"Why protect the police woman who was interrogating you, I mean you could have avoided yhe attack all together if you had put you own sfet to the forefront of your concerns?" He questioned.
"Don't really know to be honest with you. I sense the danger saw her and my instinct went into overdrive."
"That could be your 'angel instinct'. Where you don't want to see innocent beings be harmed in your presence."
Lazarus turned his head to Dakarai with hesitatant look in his eyes.
"Any idea of she's alive or not?" He questioned.
Dakarai ti a moment to answer that question. "Hard to say, as we were indirect contact with the blast. But i did detwct life from her, so she's probably alive."
"Can I ask how you two aren't more concerned by the predicament your in?" Amaris appeared from a cloaud of smoke. In her icey cold presence.
Dakarai looked at her with a drool tone. "Well can you offer any ideas to the class?" He said in a joking manner.
"Yes, actually."
Lazarus jumped to his feet to ask. "How?"
Amaris looked past Lazarus to Dakarai, to which he looked at her in confusion, but realized what she ment.
"No, no ,no, nope absolutely not! He's not ready! Even if he was he doesn't have enough control over it!" Dakarai roared.
"Even if his death is the result of your secrecy?" Amaris questioned back as she crossed her arms.
Lazarus got up and rushed towards Dakarai grabbing him by his robes and pulling him closer. "What the fuck are you talking about? And don't think about lying to me!"
Dakarai knew he could keep the charade going so he decided to come clean.